Song of Solomon 5
1 I have come to my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink; drink freely, O beloved.
Nimekuja katika bustani yangu, dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu; Nimekusanya udi wangu na manukato yangu. Nimekula mziga wangu wa asali na asali yangu; Nimekunywa mvinyo wangu pamoja na maziwa yangu. Marafiki wanazungumza na wapenzi Kuleni, marafiki; kunyweni na mlewe na mapenzi. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza mwenyewe
2 I sleep, but my heart is awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”
Nilikuwa nimelala, lakini moyo wangu ulikuwa umeamka katika ndoto. Sauti ya mpenzi wangu yabisha na kusema, “Nifungulie, dada yangu, mpenzi wangu, hua wangu, wangu usiye na doa, kwa kuwa kichwa changu kimelowa na matone, nywele zangu na unyevu wa usiku.”
3 I have taken off my robe— must I put it back on? I have washed my feet— must I soil them again?
“Nimevua joho langu; lazima nilivae tena? Nimeosha miguu yangu; lazima ni ichafue?”
4 My beloved put his hand to the latch; my heart pounded for him.
Mpenzi wangu anaeka mkono wake kwenye kitasa, na moyo wangu ukawaka kwa ajili yake.
5 I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt.
Nimeamka kumfungulia mlango mpenzi wangu; mikono yangu ikawa yamiminika na udi, vidole vyangu na unyevu wa udi, katika komeo la mlango.
6 I opened for my beloved, but he had turned and gone. My heart sank at his departure. I sought him, but did not find him. I called, but he did not answer.
Nimemfungulia mlango mpenzi wangu, lakini mpenzi wangu aligeuka na kwenda. Moyo wangu ukadidimia; nikakosa tumaini. Nikamtafuta, lakini sikumpata; nikamuita, lakini hakunijibu.
7 I encountered the watchmen on their rounds of the city. They beat me and bruised me; they took away my cloak, those guardians of the walls.
Walinzi waliokuwa wakizunguka mjini walinipata mimi; walinipiga chini na kunijeruhi; askari katika ukuta walichukua nguo yangu ya juu. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza na wanawake wa mji
8 O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you, if you find my beloved, tell him I am sick with love.
Ninataka uhaidi, mabinti wa Yerusalemu, kwamba mkimuona mpenzi wangu, mwambie ninaumwa sababu ya upendo wangu kwake. Wanawake wa mji wakizungumza na mwanamke mdogo
9 How is your beloved better than others, O most beautiful among women? How is your beloved better than another, that you charge us so?
Mpenzi wako ana ubora gani kuliko mwanaume mwengine, wewe uliye mzuri miongoni mwa wanawake? Kwanini mpenzi wako bora kuliko mpenzi mwengine, hadi utuulize tuweke nadhiri kama hii? Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza na wanawake wa mji
10 My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, outstanding among ten thousand.
Mpenzi wangu amenawiri na ana ng'aa, kati ya wanaume elfu kumi.
11 His head is purest gold; his hair is wavy and black as a raven.
Kichwa chake ni dhahabu safi; nywele zake ni laini na nyeusi kama kunguru.
12 His eyes are like doves beside the streams of water, bathed in milk and mounted like jewels.
Macho yake ni kama ya hua pembezoni ya vijito vya maji, yameoshwa na maziwa, yameundwa kama mikufu.
13 His cheeks are like beds of spice, towers of perfume. His lips are like lilies, dripping with flowing myrrh.
Mashavu yake ni kama vitanda vya manukato, vinavyotoa arufu ya marashi. Midomo yake nni nyinyoro, inayo tiririka udi.
14 His arms are rods of gold set with beryl. His body is an ivory panel bedecked with sapphires.
Mikono yake ni ya mianzi ya dhahabu iliyo zungushiwa mikufu; tumbo lake ni pembe lililo funikwa yakuti samawi.
15 His legs are pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, as majestic as the cedars.
Miguu yake ni nguzo za marimari, iliyo ekwa juu ya dhahabu safi; muonekano wake ni kama Lebanoni, mizuri kama mierezi.
16 His mouth is most sweet; he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Mdomo wake ni mtamu; ni mzuri sana. Huyu ni mpenzi wangu, na huyu ni rafiki yangu, mabinti wa Yerusalemu.
